Poet(ess)

In the sky,
the moon is the companion
of the forgotten soul
The dim light of a lamp
casts a glow by the window
A poet sits in contemplation
an eternal prisoner of inspiration
She saw a secret trace,
a trace of earthly delights
 
The poet's pen waits
in the arms of silence, new lines
Under the cover of darkness,
desires are not inhibited
The poet's world cannot be understood,
all the secrets of the world live in it
But there is a seal on her soul,
and her life is dressed in sorrow
 
She entered the game,
confused angels and demons
She entered the lines
where doubts are without meaning
Her contract was signed in blood,
Interest mingled with pain